Authors Note: I don't need one... actually, this is one... don't mind me,
I am sooo SUGER HYGH
Chapter 7: Mixed Emotions
Hannibal sat on the edge of the bed and watched Clarice cry. It was so hard to just sit there and show no concern fro her suffering. Lecter finally gave up holding back his emotions and walked slowly over to Clarice. As he sat on the edge of the small double bed.
Clarice gave him a nasty look and turned away, crying even harder now. Lecter grabbed Clarice and spun her around and held her against his chest. "What are you doing? First you kidnap me and won't let me go, you make me cry and watch me suffer. Now you try to comfort me? What the heck is wrong with you?" Clarice screamed through tears.
"I couldn't stand it anymore. I couldn't just sit there and watch you suffer," Hannibal responded, truely hurt by Clarices words, but not showing it.
"You're causing my pain, and now you think that YOU can make me feel better? You're one screwed up man, do you know that?"Clarice screamed.
There was a pause. The only noises were Clarice's sniffles and irregular gasps for air. After a couple of minutes, Lecter said to Clarice in a soft, raspy voice, "I have gotten you fired from the F.B.I., then you got stuck working at a pizza place. I ruined your life, and I know it, but I am trying to help you start over now. 4:00 a.m. tomorrow is our flight. I bought us a four level that overlooks a beautiful green pasture, which is home to sheep and lambs."
"You think that I am going with you? You really are crazy Dr. Lecter. And sheep? What were you thinking?" whispered Clarice, she was on the verge of tears once again.
"I'm not crazy, I'm serious," Lecter groweled to Clarice, "and yes, you are coming with me. While saying this, Lecter walked over to window and looked down ten stories and watched the people below. "Get some rest now, we're leaving at 1:00 a.m.."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Clarice asked, the tears had stopped flowing now, and her cheeks were flushed.
"I've already told you, now, I will be in the next room. I assume I can trust you?" Lecter said as he turned away from the window and looked at Clarice.
"What the heck do you think I'm gonna do? Or go? Of course you can trust me!" Clarice said to him. But Lecter knew that Clarice was lying. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
"What are you doing with those?" Clarice asked, although she knew the obvious answer. She watched Hannibal slowly step closer and started backing away. She wanted to run, but she knew what would happen if she did, and she would lose the trust that they still shared.
*CLICK*
Lecter secured one handcuff tightly onto Clarice's wrist, then one onto his own wrist. "Now go to sleep, we only have two hours before we have to leave," Lecter was angry with Clarice, she was so tenacious at times. Lecter layed down beside Clarice, unaware what she was thinking, and he closed his eyes...
A/N: *dun dun dun* stay tuned for next week's episode to find out what happens to Clarice and the Good Doctor next...
Chapter 7: Mixed Emotions
Hannibal sat on the edge of the bed and watched Clarice cry. It was so hard to just sit there and show no concern fro her suffering. Lecter finally gave up holding back his emotions and walked slowly over to Clarice. As he sat on the edge of the small double bed.
Clarice gave him a nasty look and turned away, crying even harder now. Lecter grabbed Clarice and spun her around and held her against his chest. "What are you doing? First you kidnap me and won't let me go, you make me cry and watch me suffer. Now you try to comfort me? What the heck is wrong with you?" Clarice screamed through tears.
"I couldn't stand it anymore. I couldn't just sit there and watch you suffer," Hannibal responded, truely hurt by Clarices words, but not showing it.
"You're causing my pain, and now you think that YOU can make me feel better? You're one screwed up man, do you know that?"Clarice screamed.
There was a pause. The only noises were Clarice's sniffles and irregular gasps for air. After a couple of minutes, Lecter said to Clarice in a soft, raspy voice, "I have gotten you fired from the F.B.I., then you got stuck working at a pizza place. I ruined your life, and I know it, but I am trying to help you start over now. 4:00 a.m. tomorrow is our flight. I bought us a four level that overlooks a beautiful green pasture, which is home to sheep and lambs."
"You think that I am going with you? You really are crazy Dr. Lecter. And sheep? What were you thinking?" whispered Clarice, she was on the verge of tears once again.
"I'm not crazy, I'm serious," Lecter groweled to Clarice, "and yes, you are coming with me. While saying this, Lecter walked over to window and looked down ten stories and watched the people below. "Get some rest now, we're leaving at 1:00 a.m.."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Clarice asked, the tears had stopped flowing now, and her cheeks were flushed.
"I've already told you, now, I will be in the next room. I assume I can trust you?" Lecter said as he turned away from the window and looked at Clarice.
"What the heck do you think I'm gonna do? Or go? Of course you can trust me!" Clarice said to him. But Lecter knew that Clarice was lying. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
"What are you doing with those?" Clarice asked, although she knew the obvious answer. She watched Hannibal slowly step closer and started backing away. She wanted to run, but she knew what would happen if she did, and she would lose the trust that they still shared.
*CLICK*
Lecter secured one handcuff tightly onto Clarice's wrist, then one onto his own wrist. "Now go to sleep, we only have two hours before we have to leave," Lecter was angry with Clarice, she was so tenacious at times. Lecter layed down beside Clarice, unaware what she was thinking, and he closed his eyes...
A/N: *dun dun dun* stay tuned for next week's episode to find out what happens to Clarice and the Good Doctor next...